A Dragonslayer’s Peerless Regression – 503



Episode 503

Jonathan Solmar bowed his head to Zeke and apologized without hesitation.

Pride is pride and practicality is practicality.

No matter how proud the Solmar family was they could not oppose the Draker family in the Central Continent.

Especially if the target was Zeke Draker the most famous man on the continent.

Zeke looked at Jonathan who was lowering his head and apologizing to him with inwardly surprised eyes.

‘That’s amazing.’

It was quite an ability for the acting head of a family to be able to quickly apologize according to the situation.

This is especially true if you are a representative of a great family like the Solma family.

Zeke could sense that Jonathan was a realistic man who despite his stubborn and single-minded nature knew how to bend when necessary.

At the same time he remembered that in his previous life he had led the Western Resistance for a long time as a standard-bearer and died honorably in battle.

Zeke decided to take a step back thinking of Jonathan like that.

He also bowed his head and said.

“I too would like to apologize for my rude words and actions that were out of my control. I would like to formally greet you. My name is Zeke Draker.”

Jonathan Solmar also found it much easier to accept this thanks to Zeke taking a step back.

“I am Jonathan Solmar the head of the Solmar family and acting head of the household. It is an honor to meet the honorable Knight of Salvation in person.”

Only then did Aslan who had been watching from the side laugh heartily and say.

“Poohaha! It’s really nice to see such candid attitudes from young and promising knights. Please sit down and have a meal together.”

Jonathan seemed to be quite annoyed at having to eat with Rick Arryn next to him but he had no choice but to sit down because Zeke was there.

Aslan ordered his servants to bring some wine to liven up the mood.

When the wine arrived he poured it evenly raised his glass and made a toast.

“Let us toast to the young knights who will shine on our continent!”

Even though we all drank wine together the gloomy atmosphere did not improve.

That was when.

Rick who was too nervous to speak properly gathered his courage and opened his mouth looking at Jonathan.

“older brother.”

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Jonathan glared at Rick with a hardened expression at his brother’s voice.

Rick said with a determined look in his eyes.

“I want to challenge the family test again.”

At those words Jonathan’s hand holding the knife trembled.

Jonathan glared at Rick murderous intent radiating from his eyes.

He suppressed his anger as much as possible and spoke in a restrained voice.

“…After you finish your meal leave quietly. I don’t want to make any more noise.”

At Jonathan’s words Rick put down the knife and fork he was holding and stood up.

Then he went over to Jonathan and knelt down.

“older brother!”

He said bowing his head to Jonathan.

“I know I have disappointed you by running away from the test of the family. I know you must have never wanted to see me again because of my pitiful appearance! But I have changed. Sir Zeke has made me a completely new person! Please trust me just this once!”

Actually Zeke didn’t really do anything.

All I did was hand Rick over to Claire and Farrell and let them have their way.

I thought that since he was a guy with potential he would naturally wake up if I kept at it and Rick showed great growth as expected.

But Jonathan who was greatly disappointed in his brother seemed even more angry at Rick’s words of repentance clenching his fists and shaking until he couldn’t hold it in any longer and screaming.

“Shut up!”

Jonathan stood up pointed his finger at Rick and shouted.

“Zefrick! You have trampled and trampled the honor of the Solmar family! I thought it was acceptable to leave the family and go to Valhalla. However your behavior of arbitrarily abandoning Valhalla and gathering children to play adventurers and wasting your time is absolutely unforgivable!”

Jonathan Solmar was a genius who was promoted to Blue Knight before he turned thirty.

Moreover Jonathan who had been responsible for managing the household affairs found Jeffrick’s misconduct completely incomprehensible to him.

He looked at Rick and spoke in a cold voice.

“You swore you would never return to your family. This is the family you abandoned. Don’t expect Solma to accept you back.”

Jonathan turned his head towards Zeke and said politely.

“…I apologize to Lord Zeke for any inconvenience caused by family matters. The Solma family would like to welcome you as an honored guest so please make yourself at home. If you need anything please let me know at any time.”

He paid his respects to the end and walked out of the restaurant without even looking at Rick who was still kneeling.

Zeke shook his head as he looked at Rick who was kneeling on the floor.

‘The situation is more serious than I thought.’

He looked at Aslan across from him and said:

“Lord Aslan may I speak with you for a moment?”

* * *

“Whew! I feel a little better now that I’m out in the training grounds. This leather smells like the knights’ terrible sweat! Hmm! It seems like knights are better suited to wear armor and swing their swords outside.”

Zeke stood next to Aslan who was looking around the training grounds and said.

“It seems like you’ve been staying in the castle ever since you returned to the Solma family.”

Aslan nodded at Zeke’s words.

“Hahaha! After thirty years there is no place for me in the Knights Templar. Most of my friends have put down their swords and become captains of knights writing their pens. My older brother the head of the family feels sorry for me and asks me to lead a small knightly order but how can someone who has only wielded a sword his entire life lead an order of knights?”

Aslan was a true example of the knights of old from the stories.

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To put it nicely it was pure and to put it badly it was completely lacking in tricks.

If he had not been locked up in the mansion and had continued to grow while maintaining the reputation of the Cross Sword he might have become the Commander of the Knights of Thebes.

This is because he was the most beloved subordinate of Flaubert Borges the Grand Master of Valhalla and a former Commander of the Knights of Thebes.

Yet Aslan didn’t seem to have any regrets about such things.

Aslan looked at Zeke and said.

“I am grateful to Lord Zeke for taking in my nephew Jeffric. I too am of the Solmar family but there is no freedom here. After completing the severe test of the family there are still many responsibilities that I will have to fulfill.”

Zeke opened his mouth looking at Aslan who was soaked in regret.

“Is that why you entered the Ghost Mansion?”

Aslan chuckled at Zeke’s words.

“Sir Zeke do you know what my dream was a long time ago? To be a wandering knight. A wandering knight who travels without a fixed place saving the weak and slaying the scary monsters that torment the villagers. Isn’t that great?”

“It’s the kind of romance you only see in storybooks these days.”

“Hahaha. That’s right. This is the first time I’ve seen him but maybe Jeffrick and I are similar. That kid must have dreamed of a freedom that didn’t fit with the Solma family’s tradition.”

Freedom.

Zeke too had been searching for this for a long time so he could understand Aslan’s words.

He opened his mouth slowly.

“Is there any way to convince Jonathan Solmar?”

Zik did not come to the Solma family simply for the purpose of receiving an invitation to enter the palace of Thebes.

If only an invitation was needed it might have been more troublesome to go through the Solmar family. There were plenty of other methods that Drake’s guardian knight Zeke could use.

The reason he came here to act as Rick and Aryn’s engagement guardian was because the Solmar family had a role to play in the coming war.

‘Thebes is the center of the central kingdoms. The one who moves Thebes is the Solmar family. Rick a member of the Black Sword Knights must be recognized by the family in order to cooperate closely with the Solmar family.’

When both parties are uncomfortable they cannot cooperate properly.

In his past life Zeke had seen countless instances like this.

When combined forces were not enough he insisted that he could do it alone and eventually was defeated individually and the entire continent fell into the hands of the imperial army led by Abel.

Zeke wanted to make sure that something like that never happened again.

Aslan hesitated at Zeke’s words and then slowly opened his mouth.

“There is one way.”

He looked at Zeke and said.

“The Solmar family is a knightly family that has maintained its traditions for a very long time. The head of the family or the acting head of the family who values ​​honor can never deviate from that framework.”

As Zeke listened to Aslan something crossed his mind.

‘You can’t escape honor and tradition…?’

He looked at Aslan as if he understood and said:

“Aslan please help us.”

* * *

The next day the Solma family’s training ground became noisy.

This is because Rick went to the training ground where the knights of the Solmar family train and applied for a duel in the morning.

At first I didn’t want to deal with Jeffrick because I had been ordered by Jonathan the acting head of the household to ignore him.

Then Aslan who had come with Rick spoke to the knights in a stern voice.

“A member of the Black Sword Knights of the Draker family has requested a duel with the Solmar Knights. To reject them here would be to tarnish their honor as knights! Do you intend to throw the Solmar family’s name into the ground?”

The Solmar Knights flinched at Aslan’s shout.

If it was an individual named Jeffrick then it would be different but if the name of the Knights was involved then it was directly related to the honor of the knight.

It was something that could not be ignored and passed over like this.

The Solmar Knights had no choice but to accept Rick’s sparring offer.

One of the senior knights of the Solmar Knights spoke to the knight next to him.

“Rope you go and show that prodigal son the fear of the Solmar Knights.”

The other knights all burst into laughter at the senior knight’s words.

To them Jeffrick was nothing more than a coward who knew no honor and ran away without even properly passing the family test.

The knight called Ropra chuckled at the senior knight’s words and stepped forward with his sword in hand.

He said this while looking at Rick who seemed nervous.

“Nice to meet you Sir Jeffrick. Or is it right to call you Sir? Anyway I’ve heard a lot about you before. Let’s see what you can do.”

Rick took a deep breath as he looked at the arrogant-spoken article.

“I think I left my shield behind. Why don’t you go and get it?”

At those words the knight chuckled and shook his head.

“It’s okay. It seems like it’ll be over soon anyway. Don’t worry and just do it.”

The knight swung his sword playfully.

Rick slowly stepped forward holding his sword in both hands.

The knight named Ropra who was watching the scene clicked his tongue and said.

“Your body must be so stiff… I guess that’s how they train in the Draker family.”

He spat out a dismissive remark grabbed his sword and ran forward.

“Chaaaaat!”

He ran out and swung his sword hard at Rick.

But at that moment Rick stepped forward and swung his sword.

Crunch-

Something unexpected happened.

The rope’s sword was cut in two by Rick’s sword.

“uh?”

Rick stepped straight towards the panicked rope and tripped him.

thud!

“Ugh!”

Rick knocked Rope’s chest down hard with his knee as he lost his balance and fell.

“Cough!”

The tip of Rick’s sword touched Rope’s neck.

It happened in an instant.

The Solma Knights who were watching from behind stopped laughing for a moment.

Rick said looking down at the rope with cold eyes his chest pressed against his chest.

“Are you willing to admit defeat?”

“Eww! Shit this is invalid! Suddenly the sword….”

Then Aslan who was behind him said.

“It’s the same for the Black Knight. It’s the greatest disgrace to have your sword cut and even if the durability of the sword has declined isn’t that the fault of the knight who didn’t take care of the sword properly?”

Rope couldn’t say anything in response to Aslan who pointed out each and every mistake in a cold voice.

Wood crunch.

As the force pressing on his chest grew stronger Rope nodded in confusion.

“I admit it! I admit it!”

Only then did Rick remove his knee from Rope’s chest.

Rope coughed and went back to his group and the senior knight looked at Rope disapprovingly before turning to glare at Rick.

He said to his subordinate knights.

“Go and get my sword and shield.”

The senior officer stood up and said.

“Master let’s fight with me this time.”